Page 49 of The Book of Wrath

He laughed into my neck, “Such an impatient little one aren’t you?” He sunk his teeth into my neck again, another wave of pleasure rippled through me pulling me through the motions of lust and the desire to feel his rock-hard length inside me and not just through our pants. He moved up off of me slightly so I could remove his belt, freeing his large cock from it’s tight restraint. The head of his cock was glistening from being so hard. I wrapped my hand around it and slowly slide up and down his length.

His head fell back as he moaned out from the feather light touch I was using. A few more delicate strokes, had him twitching at my touch. I wanted to wrap my lips around it, taste the saltiness of his precum as it slides down my tongue to the back of my throat. I gripped his cock hard, forcing him to focus his attention on my face.

“I want this,” I squeezed his cock again. “Either you give it to me, or I take it.”

“Baby girl, it’s all yours,” he said as he moved off of me and stood up, dropping his pants to his ankles and letting me slip my own pants off. I watched his entire body break out with goosebumps as the coldness of the room brushed across our skin. I gripped his cock once more, dropping to my knees before this gloriously built man before me and popped his cock right into my mouth.

He wrapped my hair around his fist and thrusted down my throat, bringing tears to my eyes. He backed off as a small tear streamed down my face. I didn’t want him to take it easy on me. I grabbed his hips and plunged his dick back down my throat. He moaned, gripping my hair tighter.

I ran my tongue down to his balls, feeling them tighten. The pleasurable approving moan I got made me try harder. I sucked him off, choking on his length as it hit the back of my throat. I loved it.

I popped him out of my mouth, licking the entirety of his shaft to his head. He used my hair to guide me back up his body. “You are such a good girl,” he kissed me once more before lowering us back on to the ground. He spread my legs wide for him, smiling at the wetness pooling between my thighs.

I whimpered as he grabbed my clit between his thumb and finger and pinched hard, making my back arch off the floor. It didn’t take long before he gripped his cock, sliding the head of his cock along my entrance before slamming into me, hard and fast.

His thrusts were perfect, deep and filling. I arched into him lifting my hips to help him drill me harder. He gripped my throat and squeezed; I could still breathe, but I could feel he was controlling the blood flow. His thrusting picked up as his grip tightened. The hunger in his eyes, had me so close to release that I gripped his bicep and dug my nails in.

His eyes darkened as he released my throat, dipping down to kiss me passionately. He wrapped my legs up around him higher up his body, his cock so deep in me that I began to shake. Release threatening to unleash. I wrap my hands around his neck and drag my nails down his shoulders.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he whispers into my ear. Just like that I am crashing wave after wave of release. He fucked me through each wave so thoroughly I was screaming. He thrusted deep once more, gripping my hips to hold me against him as he filled me up.

He held us together for what felt like forever, our bodies twitching after the pleasurable release. He slipped out of me letting his cum drip down my legs as he picked me up from the floor and carried me into the hospital room from earlier. I didn’t notice there was a shower in the room until I watched Max head to the corner of the room and turn it on.

“It’s not the best, but it will at least get us cleaned up,” he said as he looked around for a towel or two. I watched him turn around and normally my brain would’ve been trying to figure out how to bite that incredibly perfect ass, but the blood all over his back has slapped me across the face with reality.

What the fuck did I just do? What the fuck did we just do?! I couldn’t breathe, my body was trembling and this time not from pleasure but from fear. I just fucking killed and tortured Ryan and Derek. How in the hell was I capable of that? I started hyperventilating as a panic attack gripped me in its claws. My brain running into a million different places. I murdered my ex in front of six police officers and my best friend. Oh gods! What does she think of me?!

Max finally turned around and saw me curled up on the medical bed with my knees to my chest. He rushed over to me, cupping my face in his hands. “Baby girl, what’s wrong?” He asked, panic wrapping around his words. I couldn’t breathe, what did I do?

He wrapped me up in his arms and carried me into the shower. I watched as the blood washed from me and Max, spiraling down the drain. He rinsed us both off and used whatever soap he found to clean us thoroughly. I just zoned out and let him do whatever he was going to do.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” he asked me again; this time I didn’t feel like I was being choked.

“I killed a man and tortured another. I didn’t think I could do something like that. I’m sorry,” I blurted out in a rush. He cupped my face again and made me look at him.

“You didn’t do anything that I wouldn’t have done. Hell, Roark and Ally were fighting on who was going to dispatch Derek and what method they were going to use. Sometimes I think she would be better suited with Roark than Tony. Which reminds me, did you know about your friends side hustle?” Max cut the water and wrapped me up in a towel. There must’ve only been one because he didn’t wrap one around himself.

“Mitch and Brian used to talk about how they needed someone good with computers, naturally Ally offered since she can hack into pretty much any computer system she wants. She never talked to me about what they were doing or why they needed her skills, and truthfully I never asked. I just know that they used to take us to the range to make sure if push came to shove we knew how to use a gun,” I said, frowning at the lack of clothing in the room. A medical gown was on the bed, but there was a purple duffle bag under the table by the door that I knew Ally brought from my old house.

Max must’ve seen what I was looking at because he grabbed the bag and put it on the bed. There was a smaller black bag behind it that he also pulled out. “Ally insisted we have multiple changes of clothes. She said you’d appreciate options.”

I opened the bag and sure enough my jeans and favorite band T-shirt were sitting on top with a pair of my flats inside. I swear I could kiss this girl. She is a life saver. I quickly dried off and got dressed, passing Max the towel so he didn’t have to drip dry. Not that I wanted him to put clothing on, but my head was still spinning from what all just happened.

“You’re going to go back to my place with Ally and have a girls night in with her. Me and the guys are going to take care of the mess here. You don’t have to worry about a thing. Just know that no one out there judged you. Not a single one of us wouldn’t have done what you did. They would’ve been dead tonight anyway. Be it by your hands, or mine,” Max kissed my cheek.

“Will I always feel guilty?” I asked as I slipped into my black flats and pulled my wet hair into a messy bun. Of course, Ally forgot the hairbrush and deodorant. I’m going to need to teach her how to make an emergency bag for her future adventures. Something tells me this isn’t going to be the last time she puts herself in this kind of situation.

“The day you stop feeling guilty is the day you are no longer you. We all feel some type of guilt for taking a life. The only difference and how we live with it, is the knowledge that for every one of these lives we take, thousands of women and children are kept safe. You heard Derek, you were supposed to go up for auction. Megan, Ryan was supposed to seduce you, drug you, and kidnap you to sell you off into the sex trade. Instead, something in him saw you as a prize for himself. I may not like the man, but he saved you from a life of hell. Again, I’m not defending him,” Max said as he pulled a faded black Avenged T-shirt on.

He was right, Ryan kept me from slavery, but it doesn’t excuse every other action he did before and after. As for Derek, he would’ve sold me off within a heartbeat. I looked at Max, “How many more do you think are out there?” I whisper.

“Too many. There are high families around the country and the world who take pride in being able to get people in and out of the country. I only put the pieces together recently with the Paxley’s. There are so many other high up families that are connected, it would make your head spin.” He put his hand out, I took it without a second thought. “Let’s get you out of here. Ally is already waiting for you in her car. I’ll be home later tonight.” He kissed me on the cheek once more and we headed out of the room and toward the back of the building.

He led me through an exit that brought us out near the river. I hadn’t known where we were. I guess now I know. Ally was waiting in her car behind the building just like Max had said. He walked me to her car and grazed his hand across my cheek. “I love you, go home and rest. I’ll see you shortly.”

With a passionate kiss, he opened the door and helped me inside. “Take care of my girl,” he said to Ally who grinned widely at him.

“You just do what you have to do and don’t worry about her. I got her,” Ally said to him with a wink. They have fallen into an easy friendship. I like it, even if it’s only because they have to keep saving me.

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